Perfect Timing

I had a long day at work today. I was up at 4am so that I could be at a seminar in Milwaukee. My coworker and I got back around 3:30 and then I had to meet with my boss for the semi-annual performance review.

Much to my surprise, I received compliments and some constructive advice in regards to joining service organizations within the community. The goal for the year is to increase my billable hours -- something I've mentioned in my reviews for the past 10 years. It would be great if that happens.

After my review, I had to contact the hospital in regards to my surgery time. I was a bit concerned because I couldn't get hold of the scheduling agent and it was almost 5pm by the time I called.

I ended up staying late due to client work that came in while I was out of the office. As I sat there doing it, I started getting emotional thinking about the surgery tomorrow. And the fact that I have no one to take care of me. It's my first surgery and I am afraid. Anxiety was at an all time high. I think what set it all off was finding out that my sister is not going to be at the hospital with me. She's going to drop me off and then pick me up after she gets off work.

I didn't know my coworker was in the office. Before she left, she gave me a hug and told me she would be thinking about me. I was very, very touched and the timing couldn't have been more perfect.